D for Diaphanous

First gotta follow instructions.

Challenge Rules House Keeping

I’m late to A, B, C, and D for Penny Fuller’s “The A-Z of Unusual Words Challenge”, but I wanted to try to join for the next letter and I get a kick out of checking off boxes in order. So, before I do competition E, I figure I should do A, B, C and D, even though I can’t vie for the top B-spots and that sweet $1 tip. I’ve already done letter A, B and C (which you can find here here and here) am chugging along now to letter D.

Presenting "The D"

I'm not going to lie, this one was tricky. All the words I picked were already taken by people in the challenge in the comments. Defenestration was my number one go-to but Angie the Archivist wisely snapped it up.

After going down through a list and seeing entrants had already nabbed all the words catching my eye, I knew that D was going to be harder than A.

I was going to settle on dziggetai, which is a "Mongolian wild ass", but I found myself making a ridiculous number of donkey jokes and butt jokes that would put a Venn diagram to shame.

To cleanse my childish soul I went with a word I'm rather familiar with but find elegant and lovely, and am just hoping its length means it's a new or unfamiliar word for some.

I present to you:

Diaphanous

diaphanous:

1. Transparent or translucent; allowing light to pass through; capable of being seen through.

2. Of a fine, almost transparent, texture; gossamer; light and insubstantial.

3. Characterized by extreme delicacy of form: ethereal.

I have loved this word a very, very long time. I love the beauty of it. I love the ethereal natural. I love the delicate gauziness. If I call you diaphanous I am saying your glow is so encompassing that I can't help to be enthralled by you. Its an extremely soothing word and brings up images of chiffon rippling in a deific wind.

With that, here is an attempt at a poem for diaphanous.

Poem

Diaphanous

If memories were the only

sound

in a long gone

gossamer language I

would listen to the curve

of your cheek

~

wet mist makes water drops into

diamonds and

tears into perfect crystals cradling

the translucence of the record

needle that

transcribes you

into me

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Thanks for visiting my page. I added this little blurb on Entry Letter A just to see how it works out. So far I like it so I'll keep adding it.

If you'd like to see more of my work here are two of my favorite poems that I've written:

Butter Cream: https://vocal.media/poets/butter-cream

When we were young: https://vocal.media/poets/when-we-were-young-m7bv010dxa

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